John Cena lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy, ayy (Yavo)
Ayy, I'm in that b*tch with the K
Ayy, I'm in that b*tch with Lil Fat
Ayy, play and get hit in your face
Ayy, I'm on the beat like Tay

[Verse]
Feel like John Cena, these n*ggas can't see me
Yavo done came a long way like Pee Wee (Yeah)
Don't watch me, watch TV, ayy (For real)
Lil' mama head dumb, retarded, RiRi (What?)
Glock in my palm, Keke (Yeah)
If I catch an opp lackin', what's that? Free me
I'm smoking gas on the crew with this seaweed
Ayy, ayy, ayy, this seaweed
You ain't no shooter, you lose, so pass me the stick, man
Fat, pass the tissue, 'cause Yavo the sh*t
Gettin' bread like toast, ham and cheese like biscuit (Nasty)
Glock with a di*k, I'm p*ssed, b*tch
If we beefin' I see you, no question, I'm dumbin'
Steph Curry wide open, you know it's a bucket
My dad a gangsta, mama knowin' I'm thuggin'
Blueberry in my pocket, it stick like a muffin (b*tch)
Glock 23 like Lebron in Cleveland (Fact)
You ain't sucking di*k, what you mean? I'm leaving (Fact, get out)
I ain't gotta shoot a n*gga, catch an opp, I'll beat 'em (Bow)
Real street n*gga, take a Glock for a feature (Really)
These n*ggas hating, Clorox from the bleachers
I'm from the bottom, this sh*t off the top
We ride around in the bucket with mops (Deezy)
Just let me know now, is you f*ckin' or not?
If you ain't, on God, I'm kickin' her out (Get out)
I'm punchin' my pocket, my sh*t got a knot (Fact)
Plug sending me Legos, he givin' me blocks (Yeah)
My Glock gay, take c*ck, ayy
Just like a mirror, she give me her face
I'm in the trap with poundcake
If you want smoke, we got vapes, ayy
Man, this ain't easy we got smoke, we got Drac's
We on the road, skates (Yeah)
I'm going bully like river, get found in the lake
White boy with me shoot it like Klay (Thompson)
If you wanna leave, b*tch, wait (Got it)
b*tch Mrs. Parker, she thirty, a cougar
I keep my toaster, strudel, ayy
I ride around in the city with rugers
My clip, it be long as a ruler, ayy (On God)
I go to the rec, if you foul, I might shoot 'ya
I ain't having no conscience, I'm stupid (On God)
(That sh*t so hard, I don't know what to say)
I'm from the trenches with killers and robbers
I'm 'bout my green, goblin, ayy (Damn)
My n*gga Batman, they like robbin'
Pull up and shoot out the carbon (Skrrt)
Step back, shoot the stick like I'm Harden
These n*ggas cap, they flodgin' (That's cap)
(No target, I'm poppin')
[Outro]
These streets don't make yourself a target
I treat the Glock like a bottle, I pop it
I treat the Glock like a bottle, I pop it
I catch an opp, I drop it
Ayy, stop it
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Neck water faucet